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== Recapping the Tale == <noinclude> This section will contain a recap of the previous session.<br> * Weary and battered, the Company limped from the shadowed halls of Dol Guldur, the ancient scroll clutched tightly in Borin's gloved hand. Elara, the Silvan scout, nursed a grievous wound, her normally keen eyes clouded with fever. The loss of vital supplies and the lingering taint of the Necromancer's power hung heavy in the air. </noinclude> {{#if:{{{previous_session|}}}| === Previous Session === {{{previous_session|}}} }} {{#if:{{{scene_overview|}}}| == Scene Overview == <noinclude> This section will contain an overview of the current scene.<br> * A pall of twilight descends upon the edge of the Barrow-downs, where the Company stands, a desolate expanse of rolling hills before them. A biting wind, laced with the scent of damp earth and decay, whispers through the ancient barrows, carrying with it a sense of profound unease. A strange, ethereal light, like a will-o'-the-wisp, flickers amidst the shadowed mounds, beckoning them into the depths of the ancient burial ground. </noinclude> {{{scene_overview|}}} }} {{#if:{{{setting_details|}}}| == Setting Details == <noinclude> This section will contain details about the current setting.<br> * The Barrow-downs are a realm of brooding silence, broken only by the mournful sigh of the wind through the gnarled heather. The rolling hills, cloaked in a perpetual twilight, are dotted with ancient burial mounds, their entrances like gaping maws in the earth. The ground is uneven, treacherous underfoot, and the air is thick with the chill of centuries. A lone standing stone, its surface etched with swirling runes that seem to writhe in the fading light, marks the threshold of this haunted domain. </noinclude> {{{setting_details|}}} }}
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